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"the coast of my life"


 

 

storm was beating the rocks of my childhood

and the waves of emptyness battered the coast

all my relatives were made out of wood

the holes in my body were empty, I suffered most
because of this emptynessthey left me with

no one around who cared so much

there were no people who really did

and the storm grew to thunderstorm indeed

it was then I realized I lost my two feet



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